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[Ze Spy]

Granted, but once you focus on one task, you can never focus on anything else

I wish that The Zerg Exists

[Ancre]

Granted. Unfortunately, you're now Zerg food.

I wish I was on vacations.

[Angel Of Death]

I wish I was on vacations.

Granted, you are now on several vacations at once, utterly destroying the space time continium. Have fun fighting off futuristic mutants!

I wish I was good at playing the guitar.

[lemon10]

Granted, you are so good you put yourself and anyone who hears you into a trance. After 3 days of playing you die of dehydration.


I wish that I had super strength (with all the required sub-powers).

[Vorthon]

Granted. However, as a side-effect, you increase in strength at an exponential rate, whenever you move. The gained strength cannot be lost. You become so strong from simply breathing that you shatter the earth when you take a step.


I wish I wasn't so absent-minded.

[The Merchant Of Menace]

Granted instead you..... shiny.... what?

I wish I had some food

[Vorthon]

Granted. You have a strawberry.

I wish the cosmolgoy from revised third edition D&D was real. I want to go planewalking!

[DinosaurusRex_x]

That is not sufficiently corrupted.

I am re-doing The Merchant Of Menace's wish.

Granted. Somebody comes in with a machete and chops off your arm.  He then cooks it and gives it back to you.  Bonne appetite!

I wish somebody would resume this back to Vorthon's wish.

[The Merchant Of Menace]

My arm would have very little meat on it

Granted, you go planewalking, straight into a jet engine

I wish I could think of something to wish for

[Vorthon]

Granted. You spend your entire life thinking, and right before you pass away due to old age, you think of something to wish for.

I wish the cosmolgoy from revised third edition D&D was real. And that I could explore the outer planes, not walk into a jet engine. >.<

[The Merchant Of Menace]

Granted, you walk into a propellor of a plane which is further from the jet

I wish -.- -.-- -.- -.--

[Fniff]

Granted, your eyes turn into dashes and your mouth into full stops. You either get run over or suffocate.

I wish the wall separating my neighbor's house from mine would be built quicker.

[Vorthon]

Granted, your eyes turn into dashes and your mouth into full stops. You either get run over or suffocate.

I wish the wall separating my neighbor's house from mine would be built quicker.

Granted. It gets built so fast that the friction from the movements required cause the atmosphere to catch on fire. All because you were impatient.

I wish the cosmolgoy from revised third edition D&D was real. And could explore the Outer Planes, without running into anything air- jet- or fighter- plane related.

[Fniff]

Granted. You run into a helicopter.

I wish Vorthon would check out some other RPG apart from the cosmology section of the revised third edition D&D.

[Taricus]

Granted, but Cthulthu gets pissed at you for it.

I wish the dog would stop snoring.